There was long time ago
A little princess
From a far away place
And she had forgotten
Who she was...
So she looked up
For a sign
But all she got was
Misleading lies
You see, this princess was
Also deaf and blind...
And not pretty at all
So she sat down one day
Tired of all the games
And looked within
And there,
she found
Herself again!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Thursday, February 13, 2020
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